Hybrid Effect
"Somewhere I Belong"
By : Linkin Park
When this began I had nothing to say
And I'd get lost in the nothingness inside of me
(I was confused)
And I let it all out to find that
I'm not the only person with these things in mind
(Inside of me)
but all the vacancy the words revealed
Is the only real thing that I've got left to feel
(Nothing to lose)
Just stuck, hollow and alone
And the fault is my own
And the fault is my own
I want to heal, I want to feel
What I thought was never real
I want to let go of the pain I've held so long
(Erase all the pain till it's gone)
I want to heal, I want to feel
Like I'm close to something real.
I want to find something I've wanted all along
Somewhere I belong
And I've got nothing to say
I cant believe I didn't fall right down on my face
(I was confused)
looking everywhere only to find that it's
Not the way I had imagined it all in my mind.
(So what am I)
What do I have but negativity
Cause I cant justify the way everyone is looking at me
(Nothing to lose)
Nothing to gain, hollow and alone
And the fault is my own
And the fault is my own
I want to heal, I want to feel
What I thought was never real
I want to let go of the pain I've held so long
(Erase all the pain till it's gone)
I want to heal, I want to feel
Like I'm close to something real
I want to find something I've wanted all along
Somewhere I belong
I will never know
Myself until I do this on my own
And I will never feel
Anything else until my wounds are healed
I will never be
Anything 'til I break away from me
And I will break away
I'll find myself today
I want to heal, I want to feel
What I thought was never real
I want to let go of the pain I've held so long
(Erase all the pain till it's gone)
I want to heal, I want to feel
Like I'm close to something real
I want to find something I've wanted all along
Somewhere I belong
I want to heal, I want to feel like
I'm somewhere I belong
I want to heal, I want to feel like
I'm somewhere I belong
Somewhere I belong
Chapter 2 : A New Home
The crisp dawn sunlight was barely illuminating the serene countryside of the area just outside Ottery St. Catchpole. The morning dew, still fresh, appeared as diamonds on the freshly cut lawns and bushes, a gentle breeze licked at the trees as beings of all manner began to stir.
One being in particular was a young Hybrid named Harry Potter. As per his usual habit he got up just before sunrise to begin his daily training. But this training wasn't normal…even for many martial artists, muggle or otherwise. No…his was a fighting style that combined all known and quite a few unknown styles into one deadly art.
Currently he was stood on one foot on a small stump, it was so small that unless one knew what they were doing they couldn't even stand on it. Clad in only a pair of black judo shorts he balanced and practiced his kata with his twin swords, the blades cutting through the morning air with almost inhuman grace.
To those watching from the house it was a beautiful, elegant but deadly dance. The Granger's and Weasley's could hardly believe the awesome skill this young man held, it was as if he was beyond a master of the fighting arts. But they knew as he did, no matter how powerful, strong or skilled…you can still fail.
Harry's torso glistened with sweat as he began doing a series of kicks combined with sword strokes, switching feet ever so often without so much as losing balance. With one final expert twirl of his blades he sheathed them and started on his unarmed combat techniques.
Back flipping off his perch Harry began a series of punches, kicks, flips and dodges. To further the effect of his training he conjured a stone golem as a sparing partner. It was one of his most useful earth elemental spells. The best part was that the golem was at an equal skill level to himself so it was a challenge every time.
Within the house everyone gawked at what they were seeing, only Voldemort's deadliest assassins and Death Eater Elite could possibly hope to match what they were seeing Harry do.
"Bloody hell…" Ron muttered in awe. "Would ya look at him go!"
"Indeed…it almost looks like those Japanese cartoons we see on the telly." Mark stated as he watched eagerly.
"Anime dad, and this is loads better!" Hermione said excitedly…the things she could possibly learn from him excited her.
"What I want to know is how he hits that stone with his bare fist, and not get hurt." Arthur winced as Harry landed a harsh blow to the golem cracking it.
"Ol Malfoy is going to have a hard time of it if he crosses Harry, I doubt Crabbe and Goyle would even know what hit them!" Ginny exclaimed. Malfoy and his goon squad was always giving her guff for visiting her brother at the Slytherin table.
"Too right, Harry'd plow em over before they even got their wands out." Ron agreed with a slight smirk, Malfoy was a disgrace to their house…Slytherin's weren't evil, just ambitious and cunning.
The rest of the conversation came to a halt as Harry suddenly seemed to go into overdrive. His hits were coming in faster and harder and finally with one final blow the golem shattered to pieces. Harry stood panting lightly as stone continued to fall around him and then with a gesture of his hand the excess stone vanished. They young Hybrid warrior then sat down in the lotus position and began his meditations.
"Alright you lot, lets leave Harry alone and get ready for the day. Lots to do, shopping in Diagon alley and Harry needs to make a trip to Gringott's to sort out his account and the wills left to him by his family." Molly said shooing everyone out of the room to go get dressed for the day.
It was sometime later in the morning that Molly led the group of young adults to Diagon Alley via the floo at the Leaky Cauldron. Ron, Ginny and Hermione were dressed in casual robes with normal muggle wear under them. Harry however was dressed in his usual black cloak, hat, Tunic vest, combat boots, fingerless gloves and black pants. His face hidden mostly from view and his long black locks swaying in the light breeze behind him.
Harry idly noticed that many if not all of the other patrons in the alley were staring at him, some even looked afraid…though that was nothing new for him…being what he was and all. Though he did wander if it was just human nature that caused them to stare at him like a freak.
"Do all humans have the urge to stare at someone or something they don't know? Or is there something that I'm missing?" Harry asked.
"Well…" Molly started a bit uncomfortably. "You see Harry dear…oh bugger it." She sighed. "To them you look like a Dark Wizard, they have a great fondness for black and almost covering themselves completely."
"That is not really a fair assessment, I happen to like the color black, it suits me…besides, I'm not a Wizard, I'm a Hybrid Sorcerer." Harry stated.
"SHHH!!!" Ginny hushed him. "Not so loud Harry, not many know about you yet, and it might be better that way."
"I am not going to hide what I am, I was taught that hiding yourself from others will lead to hiding who you are from yourself." Harry stated.
Harry sighed, it was a nice day out and there really wasn't a reason to wear his hunting gear. So with a gesture of his hand a black portal opened next to him, his sub-space storage, and he removed his cloak and hat.
"Is this better?" He asked indicating to his remaining clothes as the portal closed.
"Much…" Molly said and noted that many others were gawking at what he had just done. "Now…about your hair."
"My hair shall remain as it is, it is a sign of honor and wisdom." Harry said with a bit of pride.
Ron sighed. "Well around here it is a sign of showing respect to the former Dark Lord Grindlewald. He had hair the same length as yours is and every Dark Lord or Wizard since has grown their hair out long in respect to him and his ideals. All except one, he lost his hair." Ron said grimly.
"But I cannot cut my hair! It would mean that I am dishonored!" Harry exclaimed aghast at the idea.
"Not to us you wouldn't be." Ginny said with a smile. "It doesn't matter to us what length your hair is, but we don't want you to be accused of being Dark."
Harry shot her a rather deadpanned expression. "Ginny…I am a Hybrid of Vampire and Lycan, you don't get much darker than that." He said in monotone.
"Oh honestly!" Hermione exclaimed with a bit of annoyance. "No one here cares that you are a so-called dark creature. I've met a couple of Vampires and Lycans that were quite nice. What you are doesn't matter; it's whom you are that counts. If you insist on keeping your hair long…just cut about half of it off."
Harry stopped and pulled his long ponytail over his shoulder.
"Harry dear…when Albus sent you to live with us he wanted you to be able to fit in, we understand where you are coming from but try to think of things in a more modern perspective." Molly said gently.
"I…understand Mrs. Weasley." He said softly as he drew one of his swords. In one fluid, slick motion he severed the ponytail half way.
He looked at the cut hair in his hand almost forlornly. It lasted for but a few seconds before the emotionless mask he always wore replaced it. Harry closed his hand tighter around the hair and it burst into flame, turning to ash within seconds and fluttering off in the breeze.
"Let's go to the bank first and get that over with." Harry said in monotone and walked off.
The others looked at eachother a bit sadly, it was almost frightening how quickly he could switch moods or lock out his emotions.
They all caught up to Harry in Gringott's, he had been called into the head office with the president of the bank, a Goblin named Gold.
"Good morning sir, I have come to settle my accounts, my name is Harry Potter." He said with a slight bow.
Gold was impressed with the young mans manners. "Ah yes, Mr. Potter, Albus Dumbledore told me that you would be coming in. As such I have already drawn up the necessary paper work and summarized your account and standing. It is as follows."
Monetary assets…
754,678,578 Platinum Mercs
52,836,742,677 Gold Galleons
99,999,989 Silver Sickles
89.753.345 Bronze Knuts
Artifacts and Heirlooms…
Godric Gryffindor's Long Sword – Ask Albus Dumbledore
Rowena Ravenclaw's Assault Daggers – Family Vault
Salazar Slytherin's Scythe – Family Vault
Helga Hufflepuff's Enchanted Bow – Family Vault
Merlin Emmrys's Grimiore – Family Vault
Potter family library – Potter Manor
Black family library – Grimmauld Place
Personal Effects James Potter – Family Vault
Personal Effects Lilly Potter – Family Vault
Personal Effects Sirius Black – Family Vault
Personal Effects Remus Lupin – Family Vault
Miscellaneous Jewelry, gems, clothes and art
Titles…
Founder's Heir
Lord Potter
Notable Descendants…
Godric Gryffindor
Rowena Ravenclaw
Helga Hufflepuff
Salazar Slytherin
Alexander Potter
Alessia Faust
Properties and Land…
Potter Manor – Scotland, Highlands
Godric's Hollow – Crawley, England
#12 Grimmauld Place – London, England
Marauder's Mansion – Hogsmeade, Scotland
"That concludes the summery of your assets and properties Mr. Potter…if you will just sign these forms everything will be moved to one of our high security vaults and all the titles and deeds will be handed over to you as well as your bank key." Gold said.
Harry signed all of the legal forms and documents in front of him looking for all the world unaffected and unimpressed that he was not only the Heir of the Hogwart's Founder's but possibly the richest person in the magical world.
As soon as he signed the last document he was given his key, a special money pouch that was linked to his vault and a multi compartment trunk that was also linked directly to his vault so that he need not come to the bank every time he needed something.
Harry shrunk down the trunk and placed it in his belt pouch, placed the money bag on his belt and put the key and deeds in his other belt pouch.
"I thank you for your assistance today Mr. Gold, may your future be profitable." Harry said with a bow and walked out of the door.
With the banking taken care of the group quickly milled about the alley purchasing what they needed. Harry idly wondered why he was bothering with this since his magical knowledge exceeded most of the professors at school but Dumbledore and his Sensei insisted that it would be a good learning experience for him to be around other students and humans his age. Even his Muggle knowledge was within University level in sciences, mathematics and literature. His Sensei had several powerful and intelligent friends that helped teach him all he would know…that is everything but how to interact with others on a more emotional level.
It came as a surprise to Ron and Hermione that Harry was not only highly interested in potions but already at NEWT level or beyond in the craft. Hermione cited that they shouldn't be surprised as he was well beyond them in other magical practices; he was even adept in the Dark Arts…a craft only taught at the Bulgarian School, Durmstrang.
Harry had collected an ample supply of books for both lessons and recreational reading, a master potion brewing kit, a fine silver telescope, a Pensive, and a stock of potion ingredients that rivaled the school Potions Masters as well as various bottles, vials and flasks.
The trip to Olivander's for a wand was a disaster. Harry went through thirty wands…blowing each of them up; even the brother wand to Voldemort's couldn't stand his power. In the end Olivander brought out an experimental masterwork staff he had created many years ago…before Grindlewald even started his reign of terror.
Rather than wood this staff was comprised of stone, mineral and metals. The core, a combination of Basilisk and Dragon Fangs wrapped in Griffon and Chimera feathers and bound with Unicorn and Manticore hairs and then soaked in the blood of a Hydra. Around this core was fashioned the inner staff, which was made of Titanium. The outer layer of the staff was made of Onyx and Ivory that twisted around it to the top where a large Prism Diamond rested. A ball of black marble protected the butt of the staff with a smoky looking pattern to it. Etched all along the staff were powerful runes that made the staff indestructible and unusable by anyone but its master. The runes were coated in Dwarven Platinum, Elven Gold and Mythril Silver.
When Harry had grabbed the magnificent staff it flared a bright blinding light, signifying that Harry was its new master. Not a single person in the shop could believe what they saw, no one since Merlin himself had bonded with such a powerful tool. Harry's only reaction was to shrink it down to the size of a wand and attach it to his belt with a mild sticking charm.
Eventually they all found themselves at Madam Malkin's Robes and Wizard wear for all occasions. Upon entering the shop Molly had convinced Harry to get a new wardrobe for himself and in a larger variety of colors. So he went about getting various types of shirts, pants and a couple pairs of boots along with casual and Hogwart's robes and two sets of handsome dress robes. He chose between Red, Purple, Blue, Green, Charcoal and Black for all the colors of his clothes.
"That will be forty Galleons for the lot dear." Madam Malkin said happily.
Harry nodded and pulled out a Platinum Merc, which was equal to a hundred Galleons and gave it to her. "Keep the change." He said.
The woman gawked at him but nodded nonetheless.
"I bet that was the largest tip she's ever gotten." Ron chuckled as they left.
Harry shrugged. "Such things as money and riches hold no real value to me. If such a thing makes her happy then let her have it, she was quite helpful to me in selecting my clothing." Harry said.
Ron nodded in understanding; his own family was quite well off, though not as wealthy as Harry, the Weasley's were on equal terms with the Malfoy family. Though they used their money to help others while the Malfoy's only helped themselves and their sub-human master Voldemort.
They were all beginning to really like Harry, once you got past his stoic demeanor and occasional confusion with modern times he was really quite nice and had standards that were diamond hard and just. One of the things Ron quickly noticed about him was despite what most would think he was also quite the gentleman. He always held the door open for his mum. Sister and Hermione and he was currently helping Ron carry all the bags.
"Alright you lot, lets be heading home now." Molly said.
The group nodded and made their way to The Leaky Cauldron, where they could use the floo to get back to the Burrow. Though Harry could just teleport there he decided to just follow the nice yet odd people that had befriended him. Though he didn't admit it openly, he was really enjoying being around them…he almost felt like he had a real family.
Disclaimer : We do not own Harry Potter
Authors : DragonMaster & Doug4422 aka Epic Quest INC
